Novel & Cerita Cara Bisa Melihat Mata Batin

Chad returned to his room after seeing Marilyn off and took the two diagrams Meran and Seis had given him. He recalled being forced to use his Clairvoyant Eye when he faced Balaro. Chad felt controlled and helpless. He picked up the Golden Crow Diagram and began to meditate and breathe, feeling a burning sensation in his forehead. As Chad entered a state of inner observation, a burning sensation spread throughout his body. Meanwhile, the Dragon Veins of Hacniane diagram emitted a purple light that enveloped Chad's body.

No, I was not worthy of something like that. “So, let me show you what your soul looks like. Your soul will be ringed in two lines of blue if the texts are correct. I can tap into your gift, via our bond, so that you can see it through my eyes. At least that should be how it works. I’ve never done this before.” She straddled my lap and placed her hand over my chest. Her eyes closed as she began taking measured breaths. It was incredible to feel warmth traversing the bond.

Then he faces Gebrit with determination. "You can read people. Tell us what you read about our Mate." Of course, he has no problem demanding answers from a priestess. He’s an overzealous asshole. Gebrit is quiet for a moment before sighing. "It is true. I am blessed with the ability to see nearly anything in this mortal realm. Thoughts, feelings, memories, truths… But there are places of darkness that even our dear god, Deskar, cannot see. Places that have been claimed by the evil of Tophet. It consumes everything it touches and turns it all to shadow, just as it has done to your Mate's soul."

“Spells that only the moon goddess herself could do. It does say though that meditation helps to calm her mind and center her. There are some guided mediation practices in here she could try.” I nodded as I thought more about that. “What about her visions? Is there a way to control them?” He flipped through some more pages until he reached a section about visions. He scanned the pages briefly. “Okay, so here it says that if it’s a vision she really needs to see, like urgently, then it can’t be controlled. However, it seems that when she’s thinking about something intently, then a vision will come to her. If she’s worried about something, even if it’s just subconsciously.”

She looked angry, but she still looked captivating. “Uh… Pretty Yukha, you’re amazing,” he said. “Am I?” Yukha rolled her eyes at James. “Are other pretty women more amazing than I am?” James’ face twitched. “I don’t have other pretty women.” “Drop the act.” Yukha glared at James. “The first insight of the Chaos Yin-Yang Eyes is seeing through one’s cultivation. The second insight is reading one’s mind. The third insight is the insight into the universe. Lastly, the fourth insight is absorbing ranks. Do you think I’m a fool?”

His sapphire-gold irises turned into two discs of blinding white radiance. "I see her," Leo whispered. The voice wasn't his. It was cold, layered with a subsonic growl. "She's in a room made of mirrors. She's holding a heart that looks like mine. A silver-gray heart... it's pulsing. She's waiting for me to sleep so she can put it back." The vision hit me then, a jolt of Shared Heat that bypassed my brain. I saw a cavern deep beneath the mantle, a place of silver-gray light where the Mother's source pulsed like a dying sun.

“Just do it. I need to see something.” I try but to no avail, I can’t. I don’t know what to do. “Liani, take a deep breath. Envision your magic at the base of your spine and see it moving up. Feel the magic pulsing in your body. When you finally feel the pulsing, grab onto it. Ask Iris for assistance.” says my mother as she speaks to me gently. I do exactly what she tells me to do and before I know it I can feel Iris and something else at the forefront of my mind, so I know my eyes have turned lilac in color. I look down at my palms and I see the lilac orbs beaming from my hands.

Aella “Take a deep breath, then imagine what you want to do. Feel the energy around you, imagine being able to see through my own eyes.” He directed. “What's that like?” I wondered “Well, there's only one way to find out,” he replied. I took a deep breath, ignoring the hands gripped on my arms forcing me to follow, I calmed my nerves, then finding my energy source I tried imagining seeing through Aragon's eyes, then I opened my eyes.

“Can you stop yourself from having a vision?” “No, they kind of take over my mind, so there is no way to control them when they want to come. I can search for visions by reading people's spirit threads, but because of this side effect, I don’t usually force a vision to come. Sometimes I connect with threads without meaning to or they connect to me if the information is important.” “I don’t think I would either.” He noted, as I could feel him relax and hear his steady heartbeat. After the cool cloth on my head started to ease some of the pain in my head, I dozed off feeling comfortable in his arms and safe from threats.

I shed my backpack and immediately begin my solitary ritual. I try desperately to calm her, closing my eyes against the mundane sight of my small room, focusing all my energy inward, trying to establish a connection to that wild, buried core. My hands rise automatically, the fingers brushing over the familiar spots I've practiced countless times, tracing the secret circles in the air, actively feeling and searching for her hidden presence. For the first time, the effort isn't completely fruitless. There is a perceptible response. Not a full manifestation, but a genuine flicker. A raw, unstable spark. It's so quick, so fleeting, that it's almost entirely gone before I can comprehend it.